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To the dreamland of hope Here I go ─ Fly high from the green island All the tiny stitch lights flickering beneath Nostalgia blackout above all feelings Soon the memories glistened with tears... So here I fly to the land of Freedom As a butterfuly on the music of clouds If I ever lost my faith in this land of opportunity That could mean my true identify is in confuse If the power thrive in science and progress Could I regain my faith in humanity the beauty? A sense of direction so true Hath the monsters devoured art Oust tho ancient, present attributes? One side of human nature darkened in death There'd be no future for us to do. The majority trapped in the TV show Filter the truth upon the false talk of news Lose my belief in the politician's claims Lost in the military lies without a trace The curse of ignorance both in me and you A man in the lost world Us the powerless puppet shows -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 140.112.25.31 ※ 編輯: celestial09 來自: 140.112.25.31 (07/20 16:13)